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ft easy redd euroz - back at it (ft. easy redd) - euroz lyrics

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b-tch, i’m on that pac sh-t
picture me rolling, motherf-cker
i spur with the sun’s roof,
you know me, motherf-cker
real recognizers, so i don’t know these motherf-ckers
no photoshop
it’s time to expose these motherf-ckers
so who am i?
the other half for the great twins
not too much to say, twin
easy, but i don’t play twin
the b-tch be on the purse
in what state you want to stay in?
a b-tch with furs and a fat monkey to go ape in
yeah, i said ape in, b-tch, that mean bananas
school of hard knocking, you is never seen no campus
n-gg-rs used to call me door
i was always seen with hammers
put me and uncle bucky here and all my team
all this money that i plan to get
i’m not to be tempered with
you n-gg-rs can’t see me
more tricks that a camper’s d-ck
but our boys can fly sh-t
no need for an airstrip
sn-tching n-gg-r’s crowns and their toes
the man is sick
west coast, west coast
a vegas living but my callie n-gg-rs next door
getting tax free money
until the fast shows, see?
myself being dead, for being dead broke

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riding around in the jets
that’s the sound of success
from the top
you n-gg-rs seem far as h-ll
we them n-gg-rs,
it shouldn’t be so hard to tell.
we back at it
’cause i didn’t let you n-gg-rs shine,
you had more than enough time
we back at it
we ain’t saw you n-gg-rs ganging sh-t
but that’s all about to change
’cause we backed at it

motherf-ckers never let us
try to label us as outsiders
chopper flame your whole block up
you gon’die in a house fire
p-ssy n-gg-rs keep talking
get their mouth wired
you ain’t thrill, when you get back
stomp you out, liar
i’m a diamond in the roof
i just outshine them
on the side, bring them chalk
i’m gon’outline them
that is artwork
i’mma spark first
easy, red, count on me for the dark verse
ain’t no cruelty for a girl first
sly boy, got these b-tches on my block ho-rs-
i said them, chill, i’m engaged to the block
i’m on a c-cksucker with the gauge of the glock
you got obama care, you
serving j’s from the spot, back at ray’s form the cos’

[chorus]



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